The Looking Glass War by John le Carré — Read

Smiley peered round the room, at Johnson, now in earphones, busy with the controls of his set, at Avery staring over Haldane’s shoulder at the signal plan, at Leclerc, who stood like a soldier, who alone had noticed him, whose face, though turned to him, was empty and far away.

‘What do you want here?’ Leclerc said at last. ‘What do you want with me?’